Why Don't You Get a T-Shirt That Fits You
The Emo Song
By my little brothers band (Last orders)
Don’t know whats going on anymore
I’ve OD I’m laying dead upon the floor
Yea my life is just a fucking bitch
I can’t go on with this Emo…
Why don’t you grow some balls?
Why don’t you gain some weight?
Why don’t you get a T-shirt that fits you?
Stop talking about all the things you hate
We’re all sick of your bitter conflictions
We don’t wanna see your nipple erections
Wash your hair it’s so damn greasy
Here’s some soap it’s quite easy
You say you lost your girlfriend
You say you’ve got a dead friend
Well I don’t Care
NO
I don’t care
Cause I…
(Chorus)
You say you can’t fuck a girl at high school
You fucking idiot you look too cheerful
Depressed and down and in the ditches
Don’t you know ska punk is bitching?
Why do Emo songs have this stupid part?
Slow it down sing about all your broken hearts
We know that you’re really not lonely
With your girls and lots of money
(Chorus)
Don’t know what’s going on anymore
I’ve OD I’m lying dead upon the floor
Yea my life is such a fucking bitch
I can’t go on with this Emo…
Shit
I went to see my little brothers band play at the Charlotte YES the charlotte they’re moving up in the world (from the venues all special Leicter people will remember like the shed an the attic, plenty of underage drunken girls to go around boyos)
Here they are; yes I was the embarrassing older sibling taking photos.
Check the rock hands
Robert and Baba
Their websight is www.lastordersband.com
Simon went home today. I think I needed the space, it’s nearing that 6month mark. We shall see what happens, I can’t be bothered to stress about relationships. Being a eccentric spinster surrounded by white rabbits and vodka bottles decorated with glass paint is looking more likely with every year. He’s actually perfect and I still am happiest living in my own little world with no surprise interruptions ie. Hoyfriends.
I’m back in London again this Monday, once and for all sorting out housing arrangements. I’m either going to find a house for Maria VV Liam and I or I’m building one. I helped my Dad make a lean-too on the back of our garage when I was 8 so I’m highly qualified.
By my little brothers band (Last orders)
Don’t know whats going on anymore
I’ve OD I’m laying dead upon the floor
Yea my life is just a fucking bitch
I can’t go on with this Emo…
Why don’t you grow some balls?
Why don’t you gain some weight?
Why don’t you get a T-shirt that fits you?
Stop talking about all the things you hate
We’re all sick of your bitter conflictions
We don’t wanna see your nipple erections
Wash your hair it’s so damn greasy
Here’s some soap it’s quite easy
You say you lost your girlfriend
You say you’ve got a dead friend
Well I don’t Care
NO
I don’t care
Cause I…
(Chorus)
You say you can’t fuck a girl at high school
You fucking idiot you look too cheerful
Depressed and down and in the ditches
Don’t you know ska punk is bitching?
Why do Emo songs have this stupid part?
Slow it down sing about all your broken hearts
We know that you’re really not lonely
With your girls and lots of money
(Chorus)
Don’t know what’s going on anymore
I’ve OD I’m lying dead upon the floor
Yea my life is such a fucking bitch
I can’t go on with this Emo…
Shit
I went to see my little brothers band play at the Charlotte YES the charlotte they’re moving up in the world (from the venues all special Leicter people will remember like the shed an the attic, plenty of underage drunken girls to go around boyos)
Here they are; yes I was the embarrassing older sibling taking photos.
Check the rock hands
Robert and Baba
Their websight is www.lastordersband.com
Simon went home today. I think I needed the space, it’s nearing that 6month mark. We shall see what happens, I can’t be bothered to stress about relationships. Being a eccentric spinster surrounded by white rabbits and vodka bottles decorated with glass paint is looking more likely with every year. He’s actually perfect and I still am happiest living in my own little world with no surprise interruptions ie. Hoyfriends.
I’m back in London again this Monday, once and for all sorting out housing arrangements. I’m either going to find a house for Maria VV Liam and I or I’m building one. I helped my Dad make a lean-too on the back of our garage when I was 8 so I’m highly qualified.